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As I walked hurriedly through the sterile white hallways of the emergency room, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of trepidation. My heart was pounding in my chest as I hastened towards the room where they had taken my lover, Martin. He had been in an accident, and I had rushed to the hospital to be by his side. The wondered of him lying there, hurt and possibly in pain, was enough to send shivers down my spine.

When I reached his room, I paused for a moment outside the door, steeling myself for what I might discover inside. Then I took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

As soon as I saw Martin lying there on the hospital bed, my breath caught in my throat. He looked so pale and fragile, and all I wanted to do was wrap my arms around him and hold him close. But then I noticed something else. I could sense an electricity in the air, a tension that wasn’t just the result of my anxiety. And then I realized what it was.

Martin was looking at me with a hunger in his eyes that I had never seen before. Despite the tubes and wires and machines that surrounded him, he was filled with a fiery lust that seemed to cut straight through me.

He beckoned me over to the bed, and I approached him slowly, hesitantly. But he reached out to me and pulled me in close, pressing his lips against mine in a wild, passionate kiss. We were lost in each other as our tongues entwined, our breaths mingling together in a heady rush.

As we kissed, I felt Martin’s hands wandering over my body, exploring me as if he had never touched me before. He caressed my breasts, teasing my nipples through the thin fabric of my blouse, and then slid his hand down between my legs, stroking me through my panties.

I gasped in pleasure at the contact, feeling my arousal growing with each passing second, and I could tell that Martin was just as turned on as I was. He was hard as a rock beneath his hospital gown, and I could feel his erection straining against the fabric as we kissed.

Martin’s hands were insistent, pulling at my clothes, urging me to strip down so that he could have me completely. I didn’t need any further encouragement. I quickly shed my blouse and bra, then pulled down my skirt and panties, leaving me standing there in only my socks and heels.

Martin looked up at me with a glint in his eye, and then he lifted himself up from the bed and slipped his hospital gown off over his head. He was completely naked now, his lean, muscular body illuminated by the fluorescent lights of the emergency room, and he looked stunning.

I climbed up onto the bed next to him, our naked bodies pressing together, skin on skin. I could feel his erection pressing against my inner thigh, and I couldn’t help but moan in anticipation.

Martin pushed me back against the pillows, his mouth finding my nipples and his tongue flicking over them until they were firm and erect. Then he began to kiss his way down my body, his lips moving lower and lower until he reached the crease between my legs.

He slid his tongue between my folds, tasting my wetness, and I arched my back in pleasure. Martin was an expert at this, and he knew just how to tease me, flicking his tongue over my clit and then sliding it inside me, over and over again.

I was moaning and writhing, my hands tangling in his hair as I felt the pressure building inside of me. And then suddenly, I was coming, my entire body shaking with pleasure.

Martin climbed back up onto the bed, his cock straining against his stomach, and I knew that I had to have him. I reached down between us and wrapped my hand around his shaft, stroking him until he was moaning and gasping, begging me to take him inside of me.

I hesitated for a moment, knowing that we were in a public place, just steps away from doctors and nurses who could walk in at any moment. But the thrill of the danger only made me more excited, and I climbed onto Martin’s lap and positioned myself over his cock.

With a single smooth motion, I sank down onto him, feeling him fill me up completely. We were moving together, our bodies aligned perfectly, and I could feel my orgasm building again, stronger than before.

We were lost in a world of pleasure and sensation, oblivious to everything else around us. The clicking of the machines, the sounds of the hospital, faded into the background as we moved together, each thrust taking us closer to the brink of ecstasy.

And then suddenly, it was over. Martin and I both collapsed back onto the bed, exhausted, spent, but happier than we had ever been before.

As we lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, we knew that we were connected in a way that could never be broken. We had shared something intensely powerful, something that had left us both shaken and breathless.

And even though we knew that we would soon have to face the outside world once again, we were both filled with a sense of contentment and peace, knowing that we had found something truly special in each other.
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